The first corollary of Sod's Law says: "Anything that is to go wrong will do so at the worst possible moment."
There is nothing truer.
My computer started playing up today, of all days! This is my busiest period of the year and I have a deadline on Monday and then another few thousand words to translate for later. I'd been hibernating for the past three days in order to meet that deadline and today I was going to work as much as I could.
So, of course, I couldn't, because my computer suddenly refused to work properly and threatened to just die, and I had to go to the store and buy a laptop, in a hurry (I will need to buy a new PC a bit later, when mine stops working altogether, which shouldn't be long now, but I will then have the laptop and won't panic so much, well, that's the idea anyway).
I brought the new machine (another b***** machine!) home and had to spend hours setting it up; installing the software I need, creating an Internet connection and what not, and now I'm too mentally drained to do one jot of work.
I've lost an entire day. If I'm lucky I might be able to resume working tomorrow, several hundred pounds sterling lighter. The things one has to do to just stand still! I remember a time- not so long ago really - when I used to write my first drafts in longhand; now when that machine collapses my entire life does too.
A slap to my PC, which couldn't wait another few weeks before scaring me like that. I thought it was my "fwiend".